The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

During the relaxing trip, the relationship between Ding Yiqing and Cen Jin has improved by leaps and bounds. After the wine festival, they decided to meet each other. Although the physical and verbal communication is normal, the unusual intimacy can be seen in the subtleties.

Along the way, I saw plains, snow-capped mountains, went to canyons, chased rushing rivers, and went towards the trajectory of the sunset. I also stopped at towns with simple folk customs and obvious exotic customs, and spent the night in dense forests.

During the period, I happened to encounter a carnival that was sensational in the city, so I parked the car on the side of the road and joined the team. Cen Jin grabbed a guitar and rushed into the team excitedly. After a while, he was kicked out respectfully, with a dazed expression force.

Ding Yiqing held a bouquet full of flowers, which he bought from the parade. When he saw Cen Jin, he gave them all to him, saying that the singer would hold a bouquet of flowers after the performance. Then he took Cen Jin's guitar and got into the procession.

After a while, he was surrounded by the crowd to the float and shared the stage with other performing artists.

Many girls and homosexual men threw flowers on the floats, and Ding Yiqing's feet were soon filled with flowers, which is probably the case with the throwing fruit.

So many people cheered for him, Ding Yiqing only looked at Cen Jin, winked at him, and stretched out his hand to invite him to get on the float. Cen Jin raised his eyebrows, stepped back, rushed forward with one stride, and jumped onto the float three to four meters high in twos and threes. When she came to Ding Yiqing, her eyes were filled with flowers first, and then Cen Jin's bright smile appeared.

Ding Yiqing wanted to hold Cen Jin's hand, but Cen Jin turned around and threw the flowers into the crowd, and then used gravity to throw all the flowers that were piled up on the float, as if the sky had rained flowers and the crowd screamed.

Taking advantage of people's attention being attracted by the rain of flowers, Cen Jin quickly clasped Ding Yiqing's hand, interlocked his fingers, and kissed him through the instrument. Under the rain of flowers, he kissed another young man.

Ding Yiqing dragged Cen Jin down from the float, and in the alley not far from the crowd, held Cen Jin down, turned to the guest, and deepened the kiss that was just tasted.

When the flower rain was over, someone noticed that the eye-catching Asian man on the float had disappeared, but the carnival of the festival infected everyone's emotions, curiosity was only for a moment, and no one cared too much about the tourists.

The end of the carnival also meant that their trip was coming to an end. The night before returning the rental vehicle, under the lights, Ding Yiqing carved a few letters on the body of the guitar.

"CJ&DZQ? Your and my initials?"

Ding Yiqing is incredibly gentle: "It has participated in an extraordinary journey in our life, which is very memorable."

Cen Jin leaned on Ding Yiqing's back, glanced at the guitar in his hand, and was noncommittal about it. He didn't quite understand the meaning of anniversaries and souvenirs, but he understood Ding Yiqing's literary and youthful feelings.

Ding Yiqing likes to collect old things, such as carved wooden cabinets, gramophones and records, and he likes stones with unique patterns, or unique lighters, etc. He does not like collectible antiques, but prefers technology and old-age civilization Convergence works.

"I heard from Lao Long that you bought a wooden house in the forest near the school?" Cen Jin asked casually while playing a handheld game console.

Ding Yiqing: "Yes."

Cen Jin: "Why do you want to buy it?"

Ding Yiqing: "There are a lot of old things in it that you can tell me about."

Cen Jin: "That wooden house doesn't seem to be clean."

Ding Yiqing: "It's been cleaned up, the owner of the wooden house doesn't dare to live anymore, so sell it to me cheaply."

Cen Jin snorted, focused on playing the game, and then said after a while: "Old Dragon and the others said you never invite others into that wooden house?"

Ding Yiqing: "You can go in."

Cen Jin played the ending of 'gameover', threw the game console aside, climbed onto Ding Yiqing's back and asked, "Your invitation?"

Ding Yiqing tilted his head, and pecked Cen Jin's lips accurately: "My invitation."

Cen Jin laughed: "Then I will reluctantly accept your invitation."

Ding Yiqing pushed the instrument away, grabbed Cen Jin's arm and pulled him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed him, the sticky, thin kiss fell on Cen Jin's face, gradually turning into a deep kiss.

After the trip was officially over, the two went back to the head office to report the itinerary, and by the way, helped the head school lead a group of freshmen. At the same time, they paid attention to the handling process of the ghost train case and were still in the stage of collecting evidence.

After Boss Long reported his whereabouts, he heard that there were dragons in Antarctica and ran over there.

Jiang Bai Pingcuo went back to Tibet, Li Daoyi went to the Tianshi Mansion, Wu Yujie went back to the Ghost and Gu Clan, and returned to the main school to report their whereabouts. On the day, everyone had a meal and hurriedly separated. Cen Jin followed Ding Yiqing back to his wooden house.

The wooden house has two floors, four bedrooms and two living rooms. It is quite spacious. When the sun sets, the fine red sunlight pours into the house. Pure music, creating a comfortable and warm environment.

Cen Jin sat cross-legged on the ground, playing with a bowling ball in his hand. Ding Yiqing took out two bottles of red wine and fried steak from the kitchen, brought them to the table in the living room, and told Cen Jin not to play.

"Let's eat."

Cen Jin lifted the bowling ball to the table, revealing distorted facial features, it was a head hidden in a copper bell: "Is this the weirdness that has been playing tricks?"

"It's just an accomplice."

Cen Jin fiddled with the steak: "I thought you were not good at cooking."

"Just control the heat, the only dish I can cook well."

"Don't you know how to fry eggs and cook noodles?"

"I did. It's terrible."

Ding Yiqing frowned, not shying away from his black hole-like bad cooking skills.

Cen Jin laughed, drinking one glass after another, and quickly entered a half-smoked and half-drunk state. He held Ding Yiqing's arm and said, "I dare not praise anything else, but I dare to boast that I am a chef... …I used to be in charge of the kitchen in the orphanage, and I will tell you secretly that I can earn money at the age of ten, and I can turn the spoon at the age of eleven or twelve, and I have great strength.”

Ding Yiqing praised him: "You are amazing."

Cen Jin hiccupped, fell into a coma for a while, and asked again: "You said earlier that you have a projector from 70 to [-] years ago, can it still be used?"

Ding Yiqing looked down at him: "Yes, do you want to see it?"

Cen Jin: "Look, it's a long night, dispatching loneliness."

Ding Yiqing: "In the room."

Cen Jin got up, his footsteps were a little unsteady, but his consciousness was still quite clear, and he walked towards Ding Yiqing's room. The master bedroom occupies a large area, separated from the small living room and the bed, separated by a bookshelf in the middle.

There is a sofa under the bookshelf, the projector is on the bookshelf behind it, and there is a wooden cabinet in the corner next to it, with a gramophone on it, and hundreds of collection records next to it.

Ding Yiqing: "What do you want to see?"

Cen Jin said lazily, "You recommend."

Ding Yiqing chose a European movie, a niche classic love fantasy genre, with exquisite service and ghostly shooting techniques, which is said to have created a new shooting mode.

As far as the plot is concerned, it's not very novel, but it's better than exquisite, and it's okay to pass the time.

Cen Jin leaned against Ding Yiqing, with his head resting on the armrest of the sofa, his eyes half-closed, the plot progressed to a storm, and in reality there was a sudden thunder and lightning, the strong wind broke the branches, and within a short while, there was a rainstorm, which overlapped with the scene in the movie Echoing, for a while, it was a little unclear which side was the reality.

"It's raining?"

"It's raining."

With a bang, the window of the room was blown open by the strong wind, the curtains flew, and the wind came in, passed through the bookshelf, and cooled Cen Jin's neck.

Ding Yiqing got up and locked the window, closed the curtains, and when he came back, he saw Cen Jin lying on the sofa with a drunken smile, pointing to the movie and saying, "There's a storm, thunder and lightning, do you want to turn on the light?"

Ding Yiqing looked in the direction of his fingers, and the movie just happened to show the scene of the hero and heroine being emotional, kissing on the narrow and quiet sofa, staggering forward, falling into the soft bed, and the white mosquito net was thrown down suddenly.

"The scene reappears." Ding Yiqing commented calmly, leaned over, and whispered three or four centimeters above Cen Jin: "If you miss it, you will live up to the good intentions of this coincidence."

……

He will never know when Ding Yiqing fell in love with him and when he was tempted.

Even Ding Yiqing fell into confusion in the later contacts and getting along with him. In the process from pretending to hate Cen Jin to really thinking that he hated Cen Jin, he forgot how he fell in love at first sight.

Yes, it was love at first sight.

Unlike Cen Jin who can't tell whether he fell in love with Ding Yiqing at first sight or for a long time, Ding Yiqing remembered his feelings for Cen Jin early in his falling in love, it was love at first sight, falling in love at first sight.

Who made Cen Jin so dazzling when they first met?

Such a unique, confident and radiant appearance directly entered the heart of the young Mu Ai and killed him with a single blow.

It's a pity that Cen Jin didn't like him and was impatient with him. This made Ding Yiqing, who was emotional for the first time, afraid and ashamed. He wanted to approach him, but was afraid of being rejected.

So those first-time heartbeats were submerged by the day-to-day targeting, and only turned up at certain times. As Cen Jin's attitude disintegrated and disintegrated, he woke up happily, encroaching on his heart, and writing dense likes.

……

The wind and rain outside the window did not stop until two or three o'clock in the morning, and the wind and rain in the house did not stop until then.

After taking a shower, Cen Jin got into the bed and went straight to sleep soundly. Ding Yiqing simply tidied up the room, then got into the bed and fell asleep with Cen Jin in his arms.